30 04 2008

I won 100 dollars last week for my poetry.

Hence, there has been an interest among my friends to see what I have written.

Here’s a link to what I have written: (it’s on Xanga. Yes, back in high school I was quite a loser.)


Take care.


21 04 2008

I was watching The Office the other day (great show) and I was struck by a particular story line in the 3rd season episode, Initiation.

One of the workers at Dunder-Mifflin, Stanley, makes a note about pretzel day at the office, where everyone gets free soft pretzels. He says that pretzel day is the one day at the office that he looks forward to, and at the end of the episode, notes that there are only 364 more days until the next pretzel day.

This is fascinating to me. The only thing that gets Stanley through the entire year of working at Dunder-Mifflin is looking forward to that one day where something is good for once. It’s a bright spot in the bleakness of his job at the office. What’s so striking to me is the thought of how often we do this. I can speak personally of moments where I am thinking, “If I can just make it to here” or “If I can get a nap or something else, I can get through the day”. Isn’t it so interesting to think about what can give us that extra little jolt to get us through whatever it is we need to get through?

What is that for you? What are your vices? What makes those things give you that release that you need to get through?

18 04 2008

Needless to say I am a wonderer.

I wonder sometimes, though, if all of our thoughts about the way things work in life (Religion, Philosophy, and the like) are just attempts at rationalizing what deep down is our universal greatest fear.

I’ve been thinking this for sometime, now. Not a terribly long time, but a while. It’s been like a parasite, just nibbling at my brain. The hardest part is that these questions keep coming and the answers don’t follow. I almost wish I could just accept things as they are without questioning anymore.

Something is at work, though. Everything can’t just be random. It doesn’t make sense to me that things happen accidentally and without purpose.


8 04 2008

Living is such a marvelous thing.

As much as I try to figure out the rules of living, I am constantly met with frustration.  The rules I try to apply to living never are constant. I never can quite boil down life to something as simple as a few rules. The more I think, though, I don’t think life should be like that. I mean, if life was meant to be boiled down to something like a few rules, it wouldn’t be much to experience. It wouldn’t be as wondrous as we all know life is. That’s life’s essence I think. It’s something beyond what we can really comprehend, and yet we all understand it at the same time.

The most amazing thing about life is the potential for so many different future possibilities or futures. I think it’s so fascinating to think about all the things that lie at your feet; all the different paths that your life could take, and at any moment you could miss out on something or go down a path you never knew about. You could get an exciting offer tomorrow that would change your life tomorrow, you could fall in love tomorrow, or any number of things could happen that could completely change your life. It’s so exciting to think about things that could happen to you and what your life could be like in the future.

I guess I’ve always been captivated by the future. I’ve always been so interested in what I will do with the short time I have on this Earth. Maybe I’m just thinking about this a lot because my birthday is Saturday, but I think that it’s a universal concern. I think what I really want to do with my life is just help people. I don’t even care if I’m a poor bastard. If I can just help people that are in need, and change their lives for the better, I’d consider my life a success. I’d really like to have my own family, too. A loving wife, kids, all of that. I won’t screw it all up, either like my dad.

I apologize for my rambling. However, the title of my blog says “Sporadic Thoughts” so you have to expect it.

One last thing to think about, courtesy of my good friend Dan Wilde: Remember who you are, and who’s you are.

Take care, all.

6 04 2008

I’d really just like to get home.

I’ve never been away from home this long. I’m not even sure what is waiting for me when I get back. But, hopefully this summer will be everything that I need emotionally, spiritually, and in basically any other way.

I haven’t figured out what to think about that last post. But, like my friend Luke said, I’m embracing that mystery. I can’t figure it all out. That’s where faith comes in.

I would put something sentimental here, but I just don’t feel it would be right. Sometimes, I think sentimentality is just supposed to mask the reality.

I’ll try to put something worthwhile on here later this week. At least by Saturday.

Why I hate John Calvin’s Doctrine of Unconditional Election

2 04 2008

I was in Dr. Grant’s theology class today, and we were talking about a section of John Calvin’s Institutes of the Christian Religion. In this section, he discusses the matter of God’s grace. Calvin believed that God’s grace is a free gift, but that only a few people are chosen to receive this gift. This involves Calvin’s doctrine of unconditional election. God chose certain individuals before they were even born. God is merciful to them, and chooses them to saved. God’s choice to save them has nothing to do with someone’s works. One must have a strong faith, that comes from the belief in Jesus, the Son of God. Through this belief, the Holy Spirit possesses those individuals and lets God work through them. Those that do not believe or have a strong faith, are left to suffer the consequences of their sins. All of us have sin, and without God’s help, all of us would be forced to deal with the justice of God.

Basically what I want to say, is that I hate John Calvin’s doctrine of unconditional election. The doctrine says that God has a few people of the world that he chooses to save, while the others perish. So…those people are just gone? Even if those people we doing good, and honest things with their lives, and never heard the word of God?
I despise this notion the predestination. The fact that I have no choice in what happens in my future gives my existence no purpose. If I didn’t have at least some choice, then I might as well be in a movie, watching events unfold, only to suffer the consequences of what happens to me in the end. It’s as if I was pulling a result from a paper bag that will determine what happens to me in eternity. It is also said that God loves everyone, regardless of who they are. If this is true, and that God loves everyone the same, then why would God choose to send some of his creation to an eternal suffering? No one, regardless of the sins they have committed in this lifetime, deserves an eternal damnation. Can you even comprehend that kind of punishment? I’m not talking about the version of Hell with flames and demons that was glamorized by Dante’s propaganda that is the Divine Comedy. I’m talking about an eternal separation from all that is good, and forced isolation. The complete notion of “Hell” is so backwards, it infuriates me. Grace is something that we, as humans, all desire. Everyone wants their mistakes to be forgiven. What makes one person’s desire to be forgiven stronger than another? Didn’t Jesus preach that God’s grace was free for all who wanted it?

What I really want is YOUR  input. Respond,  voice your opinion, etc. I’m still wrestling with this issue. I’d really like your comments to see what other people think of this issue.